Two Months Together

Black Windows

Chapter Sixty:

Claire's POV

We were only two hours into our road trip and I was already getting fed up with how long this was taking.. I began to realize that I haven't driven down this road since my mom had died. And that was way back in January; feeling so far away from where we were now..

Anxiety quickly entered my body, filling me up like a bottle. I automatically felt overcome with this urge to do random things, in order to keep my mind busy and away from... other matters. Bouncing my leg, biting my fingernails, you name it. I wasn't sure what I was so worried about, though once I thought that, Taylor reached over and laid his hand on my shoulder. Just moments later, I felt instant goose bumps roll down my arms, all the way to my legs. His magical fingertips massaged the open skin that he could get to, putting me into this trance. Even while he was driving? Come on.

I moaned in ultimate pleasure and leaned forward, my forehead hitting the glovebox of his Audi. His laugh was easy and soft once he received my reaction. Other than that, I felt much better.

After a few minutes of one handed driving, Taylor released from me.

I groaned through my teeth, more in frustration that he stopped. "Thank you.."

"No problem.. Sorry, I had to stop sometime." He breathed a small laugh that bounced around the car. "I just don't want to get in a accident."

"Uh huh." I was still somewhat out of it as I rolled through my vertebra slowly with my eyes shut. Once sat upright, I inhaled deeply and exhaled all the stressful crap that was held in my body, opening my lids.

"Are you alright now?" I looked over at Taylor and nodded.

"Yes, but you gotta give me those more often.." I let my head tilt back against the head rest while he smiled at my request.

"You never asked."

"Well now I am."

"Okay then. Just say the word, and I'm there." His tone was confident. I grinned, leaning over to kiss his cheek softly.

"So you know when the premiere in LA is right?" He suddenly asked me when I pulled away.

"Premiere for what?" My eyebrow raised.

"Breaking Dawn." His hazel eyes flickered to me rapidly.

"Oh right. No, I don't think you ever told me.." I frowned slightly.

He took a big breath as he spoke, "Well, if I remember correctly, I think its November 12th.. The actual release is the 16th."

"Wow, its coming up soon huh." I turned more towards him in my seat.

"Exactly, and would you still want to go?" Why would he question that?

"Of course! Why wouldn't I?" I was a little... offended.

"Just wondering." He smiled, looking at me. I stared at him for a moment, wondering why the hell wouldn't I go? Odd.

November.. wait.. "Ugh, I'll be... one, two-" I counted the months quickly in my head. "Six months then."

"Yeah, so?" His shoulders shrugged slightly.

"I'll be so big by that time.. Twenty two, maybe twenty three weeks.. What would fit me? And its gotta be fancy shit too huh? What am I going to do?" I began rambling off the charts, my tone panicked and breaking with each uprising octave.

"Claire!" Taylor's deep voice was a lifesaver. "It'll be okay." He said slowly, calming me. I almost felt bad for him.. Having to always have to calm down his erratic pregnant wife. What? I can't help it.